On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

It is one of the grandest festivals of the Cheng family in Liangcheng, the old man of the Cheng family is wearing a new navy blue gown, standing on the high platform in front of the villa with a blue face, and the bustling people below are all the side descendants of the Cheng family, capable generals and partners.

"The people from the big house haven't arrived yet?"

"Yes. ”

"Hmph! The boss's wasteful son-in-law doesn't even care about the triennial family sacrifice. ”

"I don't think I need to wait for them to arrive, let's just get started!"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard the sudden sound of a motorcycle, and an old Harley drove in from outside the door, and Cheng Qinglime, the daughter of the big house, jumped out of the back seat of the car, and ran in front of Mr. Cheng in a hurry.

"Isn't this Yuan Dao? it's the waste son-in-law who joined the Cheng family three years ago!"

"It's really strange, although Cheng Lime's father can't support the wall, but Cheng Lime can't be an exaggeration to match a rich son in terms of appearance and ability, it's a pity to be inserted in such a lump of cow dung!"

"The old man of the Cheng family never let him come to his house, if it weren't for the triennial family sacrifice, I guess he wouldn't have had a chance to come. Unexpectedly, this product came so late, and he rode a motorcycle, isn't this deliberately embarrassing the old man. ”

Yuan Dao took off his helmet, as if he couldn't hear the surrounding discussions, looked around for a moment, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "It's not as stylish as you imagined." ”

He has little interest in the Cheng family, and he came here this time just to accompany his wife.

After all, as the king of Zhuxia, he controls half of the world's resources and wealth, and any one of the four marshals, eight generals and twelve soldiers under his command can make the forces of the entire Liangcheng tremble for half a year, and a second-rate family in Liangcheng is not even a fly to him

He glanced at the high platform, and drove straight past on his motorcycle as if no one was around.

"Grandpa, I'm really sorry, the car was halfway through, I asked Yuan Dao to look for the car, maybe the car is not easy to find......" Cheng Qinglime said this, and he felt a little speechless.

Even if you can't find a luxury car that is enough, at least it can't be so shabby.

Old Man Cheng glanced at Yuan Dao, who was parking, in disgust, and let out a snort of extreme disdain in his nose, "A family of waste, my Cheng family's face is not enough to lose to you!"

"The boss is also really good, and if he doesn't make it, forget it. I'll find you a useless husband, it's really not a family, don't enter a family, it's good that my old bones aren't angry with you, and I still expect you to go and tell your ancestors?"

"Forget it, I shouldn't force you to do anything, let the second child do the family sacrifice today, you find a place to sit and eat and drink, and go back." ”

Cheng Qinglime's face stiffened, her body shook violently, and she bit her lip hard to make herself stand firm.

She just wanted to fight for it again, but saw that Old Man Cheng had already walked to the second uncle's side with a cane.

Yuan Dao walked up slowly playing with his helmet, and when he saw Cheng Qingming's gloomy face, he couldn't help but look pale, "What, the old man scolded you?"

"It's fine. Cheng Qinglime wiped her eyes secretly, turned around and walked back.

Yuan Dao is her nominal husband, and he really has nothing to say to her, and he responds to everything she needs. Although she was aggrieved in her heart, she didn't want to put all the blame on Yuan Dao.

"Lime, aren't you going to participate in the ceremony?" Yuan Dao was a little baffled by her, and he got up before dawn today and rushed here, so he said he would leave at this time?

As he was talking, the old man Cheng on the stage had already started the ceremony happily, "Ancestor is lucky, in a few days, our Cheng family signed a contract with Yuelong Group, that is, the first-class family in Liangcheng, this is all the credit of my son Mingtang, and there are several grandchildren and grandsons-in-law, who are also dragons and phoenixes among people, it is really fortunate for the Cheng family!"

Cheng Qingling still had a smile on her face, but the brilliance in her eyes dimmed a little.

The old man's words obviously did not include their room.

This change fell in Yuan Dao's eyes, and a seeping murderous aura gradually rose on his indifferent face, and he glanced at the lively platform, "Just a project, if you want it, you can sign it at any time." ”

Cheng Qingling listened to Yuan Dao's words, and hated iron more and more, "Do you think that a contract with Yuelong Group is as simple as ordering a takeaway?" Yuan Dao, you don't understand anything!"

I don't understand?

Yuan Dao's eyes flashed with cold light, and he was about to take out his mobile phone, but he saw Cheng Qingling's tears falling uncontrollably, "Yuan Dao, I know you are good to me, but the affairs in the Cheng family cannot be solved by stewing a pot of chicken soup." ”

"I don't argue with them, I follow their wishes everywhere, and I just hope that grandpa can remember a little bit that our family is also the blood of the Cheng family, and can leak some resources from my fingers, so that I can sustain the company. ”

"Do you think it's easy?"

"If it weren't for the name of the granddaughter of the Cheng family, our family would not have been able to make a lot of money at all. I can't even afford to pay my brother's tuition!"

The more Yuan Dao listened, the more distressed he became, "Okay, it's my fault." ”

Cheng Qingling sobbed for a while, vented a lot of grievances in his heart, and sighed, "Forget it, go back." ”

Yuan Dao stopped arguing with her, rode the motorcycle over, and carefully put on the helmet for Cheng Lime, "Hold on to me." ”

Old Man Cheng saw it really on the high platform, and stomped his crutches fiercely, "What is not a weapon, there are hundreds of people inside and outside my Cheng family, and there is no two-wheeled car, what a shame!"

An old man sitting in the VIP seat suddenly stood up and stared at the motorcycle wandering away, "Shame on you, Brother Cheng, what are you talking about!"

The person who spoke was the guest invited by the Cheng family, Mr. Liang Junhe, a well-known scholar in Liangcheng, who had always been well-informed, and as long as it was something stylish, there was nothing he didn't know.

At this moment, he went around to the front of the stage excitedly, and snatched the glasses of an old man next to him, staring at the two Yuandao who were away in the distance.

Old Man Cheng's face became more and more unbearable, and he smiled and said, "Old Liang, don't be angry, I don't know what bastard dares to drill into our Cheng family if he rides a bad car, I have already asked someone to blow them out." ”

"Nonsense! Do you know what that car is? Harley's customized version of the locomotive, there are only 200 in the world, and the market value is 8 million US dollars, and now it should have been speculated for more than 10 million!"

"The only one in Liangcheng is the treasure of the town store of the Yang family's car dealership, I want to go and see it, after talking for more than a year, the old Yang guy is not willing to let me go. Quick, go catch up with him!"

Seeing that Liang Junhe ran down from the VIP seat in a hurry, the rest of the people were also busy celebrating, "Mr. Cheng, you are really modest, this climb to the Yang family is much more valuable than any Yuelong Group." ”

Old Man Cheng only felt that his old face trembled, and the whole person froze there.